#〔 KATHERINE 〕WHICH ONE OF YOU IS GONNA GET TO KILL THE ELUSIVE KATHERINE PIERCE ONCE AND FOR ALL?

[floripire]

"Can I help you? Is there a reason you're staring?" (idk she wanted to interact.)

askbox fun // @malka-lisitsa

the person is not doctor gilbert because doctor gilbert smells like antiseptic and disinfectant most of the time. (and a little bit like perpetual heartache too, though floribeth would never dare ask if it's because doctor gilbert divorced mister salvatore shortly after stefanie's birth or if it's because of everything she's been through.)

this person smells fruity with a hint of something floral. and she doesn't sound like doctor gilbert, either. her voice is huskier. snarkier, too. doctor gilbert doesn't sound like that.

not even when she's mad.

the only time floribeth ever heard about the good doctor's anger had been a few years ago, when alyssa chang - a witch - made a broomstick fly during physics class. rick rogers - a wolf - had clambered onto the thing, lost his balance and promptly fell thirty feet.

that fall resulted in a lot of fractures and broken bones for rick and it had been the first and the last time floribeth had heard elena gilbert scream.

(what? she's graduated from a school for the supernatural by the skin of her teeth. inside those hallowed halls, news always travels about as fast as a vampire can run.)

it takes but a moment for her brain to catch up that the woman she'd been staring at must be the ever elusive katherine pierce. (hopefully floribeth gets to keep her eyes; she needs them to play video games, after all.)

"no reason in particular, miss. i mean, i was just thinking." more like overthinking. floribeth is certain that miss pierce could hear her mentally crunch the numbers from three miles away. "you wouldn't happen to know why whenever a man gets his life ruined, he passes the ruination on to another instead of going for the person or people who actually did the life ruining?"

the younger vampire runs a hand through her hair as a sigh escapes her lips. "and yeah, i know that my sire can't exactly knock on klaus mikaelson's front door like hi, you used me to make a bunch of hybrids and then that didn't pan out and then you killed the pack i lived with because i doubt derek machado is ever gonna get an apology or anything like that and i doubt an apology would be enough for someone who lost both his best friend, his family and the love of his life in one fell swoop."

unbidden, a stray thought comes to her: miss pierce would be fun to play games with. floribeth knows herself well enough to know that the odds of winning against miss pierce would not be high but it'd be enjoyable anyway because challenges often are and it'd be a moment to learn something new. even if floribeth, too, is a sore loser.

she shakes her head, as if to chase those thoughts away. they are for another time. for another conversation, maybe. a conversation that isn't this gordian knot that floribeth cannot, for the life of her, untangle.

not without help.

"hope's dad is pretty much untouchable. so i suppose in that regard, it's easier to go for someone who can be hurt. like in once upon a time, when the evil queen blamed snow white - who was a kid - for the dead of her lover, instead of her mom, who actually did the killing."

it's such a shame that floribeth parted ways with emma tig when she did because, honestly? those therapy sessions of hers did help. except, of course, when one finds out that one's once beloved therapist helped throw one's ex-headmaster by throwing kids into a prison world which also conveniently houses someone who is very, very dangerous.

the question behind the question, then, so miss pierce's time isn't wasted: why are certain men the way they are and why do other people suffer for it? why do they not hold themselves accountable for all the shit they pull?

[tolleraresubire]

@thesnowfelled​ { katherine to hope }

She kept the status of her survival under the covers, no one knew she was alive, no Original, no Saltzman, no surviving Gilbert knew she was alive. But the Pierce was a survivor, and she always would be. Noticing the changes of the Salvatore Boarding House made her cringe slightly, it had been defaced all in the name of a child. Named Hope out of all names. But rumor had it, that the tribrid had tapped into the sides of her no one knew existed, and she recognized her almost immediately. “𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧.” Her words came from behind the trees as they whistled in the wind. “𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐈 𝐚𝐦, 𝐬𝐨, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐧?” 

[induro-a]

looking for a little fun ; @seesgood 

There was a 𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄 in her tone as she snickered, her body electric as she looked at the hunched over blonde who was over the top of a 𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐔𝐓 body on the ground. Dead, completely drained of every 𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 of life, and it caused the vampire to 𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 in enjoyment. She loved watching a newbie vampire, going through transition and completing it with the 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 of a life. “Oh little Care Bear,” a sly smile on ruby red lips, fangs peeking out as Katherine takes in the 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 of a freshly dead body. “My oh my how the mighty have 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍, what did Miss Mystic Falls do?” 

[thegarden-ofeden]

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“Which one of you is gonna get to kill the elusive Katherine Pierce once and for all?”

“Is it you Tyler? Because I triggered the werewolf curse? Gave you an identity? Made you matter? If I hadn’t walked into your life you’d just be a wasted nobody with a boozy mom and a temper problem.

And you. I’m not worried about you offing me. Because we both know I made you better by turning you into a vampire, Bye-Bye Caroline.

Awh, the one girl here who actually appreciates how beautiful you are. You wouldn’t stab me in the heart, would you Matty-blue? Nah I don’t think so. You will definitely go down as the best night I never had. Oh well.

Well little Gilbert it was nice having a little brother for a second there. When you weren’t being so damn annoying.

Bon-Bon, no need for goodbyes, I’ll see you on the flip side.

Damon. Oh how you would love nothing more then to drive that blade right through me. But I never got to say what I needed to say to you. I’m sorry. You blame me for who you are and I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I turned you, I’m sorry that you didn’t get to die as a forgotten nobody on a bloody battlefield and that your father didn’t get to live another day to be disgraced by you. Damon, I’m sorry that I gave your life purpose, passion, drive, desire. I’m sorry that you are who you are, because I’m the one who taught you how to love.

Stefan. You know, I always wondered what it would be like to be loved by you. You’ve got to admit that one fleeting moment… your feelings were real. This truly has been the role of a lifetime. Stefan I love you. I’ve always loved you. Then I guess this is how our love story ends.”

- Katherine Pierce in “Gone Girl” The Vampire Diaries

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[vampirrediaries]

Promise Me Forever : Steferine {TVD}

In which Stefan Salvatore finally chooses Katherine Pierce.

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Katherine Pierce looked at her old love, standing there looking as gorgeous as ever. Of course, she’d survived once again, placing herself in Elena Gilbert’s body after taking her last breath. She was a vampire, free to do whatever she could in the life she’d fought so hard for.

Now, she wasn’t sure she’d live to see another day.

Damon Salvatore had found out about her little stunt, and he’d blackmailed her into appearing to the house where all sorts of horrid things seemingly took place. Like right now, as she kissed her only daughter’s now greying body goodbye.

“Your mother loves you, Nadia”

Salty tears fell down Katherine’s face. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be, but it was her reality. Nadia would find peace, that calmed her sadness.

They’d meet again.

But for now, solemnly covering her daughter body with a blanket she put on the persona she’d practiced for the five hundered years of her life. Confidence and survival were her best friends.

But he always seemed to see straight through her, looking at him staring at her from across the room just full of people that despised her. His emotions were indecipherable, however. Only a blank, solemn expression painted on his features.

God, did she absolutely love him. She loved him more than anything. Even if he did hate her, she would always completely fall at her feet at the sight of him.

It didn’t matter now, because she was dead. They wouldn’t spare her, not this time. So she scanned the room with narrowed eyes, wanting to take it all in before her imminent death.

“So, who’s gonna kill the elusive Katherine Pierce once and for all?” She spoke with her infamous bratty tone. Trying not to look at him as she made her point, but his stare burned into her like fire. Sparks.

“Nothing? When i was on my death bed you all had plenty to say.”

Yes, she was the eptiome of evil. Trouble followed her essence wherever she went, not that she blamed anybody for hating her. They had every right, but damn her if she’d let them off easy this time. Toasting to her dying life as she lay in bed, completely helpless, hurt. She wasn’t a monster.

Except for him. She inwardly smiled at the memory.

“Before all the terrible things she did, she was a seventeen year old girl who’s family died, and for 500 years she did what she had to do to survive. She’s a survivor, and that is the girl i’ll drink to today.”

Katherine wasn’t a hypocrite, always practicing what she preached. She wasn’t unreasonable either, so all the best to those people who hated her.

Even that night they’d spent togther. He wanted her, after everything she put him through, he still wanted her that night. Maybe it was the alcohol, or the fact that Elena Gilbert broke up with him for Damon, he still kissed her. That was something she’d never forget, memories still living her her mind as alive as they both were.

She didn’t deserve him. He was too pure for her, knowing that all too well.

Katherine made her way round the group. Caroline, Matt, Tyler, Bonnie. Each person she spilled what she truly thought of them, how she in fact, made their lives better. Who cared? She was dead anyways.

Damon Salvatore was next to last.

She never loved Damon, not in the way he’d hoped when he tirelessly searched for the spell to break her out of the tomb that she was never in. Approaching him now, it was high time he got the truth.

“I’m sorry,” She spoke lowly. “You blame me for who you are, and i’m sorry. I’m sorry that i turned you..and that you didn’t get to die as a forgotten nobody on a battlefield.”

Katherine savoured the look on his face. Narrowed eyes full of hatred.

She went on to say who it was her who taught him how to love, and he gracefully told her that he’d see her in hell. To which she winked, unfazed.

In truth, she just wanted to play her old self before facing him, and she did, turning around to the one man she’d truly loved.

“Stefan,” She spoke his name softly. He was emotionles, it’d seemed, and she knew he was the one to kill her. It broke her beyond anything, but it was nescassary.

The hardest pill she ever had to swallow, was that he’d never truly love her. Not right now.

“I’ve often thought about what it would be like...to be loved by you” She said with sadness dripping in her voice, but a little smile showing upon her lips. “You have to admit. For that one fleeting moment, your feelings were real.”

He remained impassive, with only a glint in his eyes.

“This truly has been a role of a lifetime” She continued. He had to hear this, she decided, refusing to die without letting it be known.

“Stefan, i love you. I’ve always loved you.”

Katherine closed her eyes then, refusing to see his face as she waiting patiently for the knife to dig deep into her flesh by the man she loved most. She was ready to die.

But it never came.

She only felt his breath, softly blowing on her face when she opened her eyes to be met with his forest green’s. The knife he held behind his back, fell onto the carpeted floor. They were the only people in the room in that moment.

“I love you, Katherine” Stefan spoke with a strained voice. “I’ve never stopped loving you.”

Her world stopped spinning, taking in the words she strived to hear to five hundred years.

She felt paralysed almost, when Stefan grabbed her and flashed away in a heartbeat before anybody had any ideas to kill her. They arrived in the forest, looking at him with misty eyes.

“Promise me forever,” Katherine spoke with shaky voice. “Promise me forever and i’m yours. I’m yours forever.”

Stefan Salvatore caressed the skin he’d found so beautiful, looking at his love with nothing but pure adoration and bliss.

“I promise you forever, Katherine.”

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❝ i didn’t mean to ruin your life . ❞ OOOH ava and katherine!!

“So. This is it.”

Katherine’s heels clicked on the floor as she turned, pushing passed Damon she sped over to the doorway. Without a single glance back to the people filling the Salvatore Boarding House she grasped hold of the handle, turning it quickly to make her escape…

“Hi Katherine.”

There was something different about the Ava stood on the doorstep. The Ava Katherine knew was weaker, she folded every single time their eyes met and a sweet smile would come to her lips…

This Ava was defiant and strong and Katherine found herself backing down as she took a step into the Boarding House “Stefan called me,” she said, leading Katherine back to where everyone was waiting “And this was something I just couldn’t miss.” 

“You don’t want this,” Katherine whispered with a shake of her head, the face glaring at her was so familiar yet so filled with disdain. 

“You don’t know what I do or don’t want anymore,” Ava answered with a shrug of her shoulders “This has gone too far Katherine, you’re going too far and if I thought you were redeemable, after what’s just happened to you-” she paused to gesture over to where Nadia’s body was laying on the couch “-then you know I’d be on your side.”

Realisation seemed to hit the older vampire as her shoulders slumped and she turned to the group of Mystic Falls locals waiting hand out her sentence “Okay,” she began, turning her back on Ava and spreading her arms “So...who's got the knife? Which one of you is gonna get to kill the elusive Katherine Pierce once and for all?” she asked crossing her arms over her stomach and allowing her eyes to flicker over the silent faces staring her way “What? Suddenly everyone's speechless? When I was on my deathbed you all had plenty to say,” this time she turned to Ava before heading toward Tyler “Is it you, Tyler? Because I triggered the werewolf curse? Gave you an identity and made you matter?” 

Tyler snarled “You've done nothing for me.”

Ava watched as her oldest friend worked the room, her full villainous persona turned on to the max as a smirk came to her lips “Oh please, Tyler. If I hadn't walked into your life you just be a wasted nobody with a boozy mom and a temper problem.”

There was a feeling deep in her stomach that she didn’t want to deal with as she watched Katherine work the room. She watched as she approached Caroline, Matt and Jeremy with her arms crossed tightly around her and her teeth digging into her bottom lip. 

“What’s going on with you?”

Ava’s spine stiffened with annoyance at the sound of Damon’s hissed question “Nothing.”

“I wouldn’t have called if I knew you were going to bail,” he snapped before continuing with a warning tone “Don’t even think about it Ava. I’m being serious. I’ll take you down as well.” 

“I’d like to see you try,” Ava scoffed “My mind hasn’t been changed. You have nothing to worry about.” 

“Damon,” Katherine interrupted and, of course, his attention was lost to the woman he had always chosen over Ava herself “How you would love nothing more than to drive that blade right through me.”

Ava felt him shift from one foot to the other beside her, his shoulder brushing against hers as he spoke “We've already done that, Kitty Kat. I've said all I needed to say.” 

Katherine’s head tilted to one side as her brown eyes searched his face “I know but I never got to say what I needed to say to you. I'm sorry. You blame me for who you are. And I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I turned you. I’m sorry you never got to live an oh so happy life with Ava. I'm sorry that you didn't get to die as a forgotten nobody on a bloody battlefield, and your father didn't get to live another day to be disgraced by you. Damon, I'm sorry that I gave you a life purpose. Passion, drive, desire. I'm sorry that you are who you are, because I am the one that taught you how to love,” the smirk was still present on her face as she glanced between both Damon and Ava.

“I'll see you in hell, Katherine.”

“And you,” she continued, ignoring Damon’s final words to her and turning to the girl she had once referred to as her partner. They had known everything about one another back then, she had always known the exact right buttons to press when it came to Ava but now she wasn’t so sure “Why would they bring you here if there wasn’t a promise to deal the final blow hey?”

“I didn’t need much convincing.”

“I’m surprised you didn’t bring Briar along with you,” Katherine mused “I’m sure the little witch would love to witness my death...calm down Ava!” she continued with an exclaim “I forgot how emotional you got over the Price witches.”

“I came to make sure you were gone, to make sure I can stop looking over my shoulder wherever I go,” Ava bit, stepping closer to Katherine so they were eye to eye “So I know I’m safe from you showing up to ruin my life.”

Katherine looked taken aback for a second, her features softening into an expression Ava was sure she had never seen on her face before “I didn’t mean to ruin your life,” she said in a quiet tone “You were my friend. I didn’t want to be alone.” 

“And I would have followed you to the ends of the earth, if you’d just treated me with a little respect,” Ava’s voice caught in her throat for a second but she quickly recovered “I guess you didn’t ruin my life just disrupted it.”

The movement was so quick that even Ava almost missed Katherine reaching out to squeeze her hand, her lips pursed together as she took in a deep breath and turned to walk across to Stefan.

“Stefan. You know, I've always wondered how it would be like to be loved by you,” she said as Ava backed up to be closer to Damon’s side once more. No matter how angry she was with him she couldn’t help but gravitate toward him in such a situation and all she felt was grateful as he reached out to grasp onto her hand “You've gotta admit, for that one fleeting moment....your feelings were real. It's truly has been the role of a lifetime,” Katherine said, leaning up onto her toes and wrapping her arms around Stefan’s shoulders “Stefan, I love you. And I've always loved you.”

Ava winced at the sound of pain leaving Katherine as Stefan drove the Traveller’s Knife into her. Damon’s fingers closed tighter around hers, partly to reassure but also to keep her next to him and stop her from helping a vampire she had been closely bonded with. 

“Then I guess this is how...our love story ends,” Katherine said against Stefan’s shoulder before staggering backwards toward where her daughter was lying dead on the Salvatore couch, stumbling and falling her eyes flickered up as Matt reached out to catch her, helping her to the floor and leaning her against Nadia’s final resting place. 

“Ava…” Katherine whispered as her eyes slowly closed.

“I have to leave,” Ava said tugging her hand from Damon’s and turning for the door. The fresh air hit her just as the tears began to escape from her eyes and she came to a stop, taking the time to lean over and catch her breath.

“Hey.”

“Please leave me alone.” 

“Ava…”

“Take her to the tomb,” she said flipping her hair off her face as she turned to face the approaching Damon “Come any closer and I’ll snap your neck,” she warned, holding out a hand to stop him from coming any closer “I know what’s been going on with you and if you think I’m going to let you ripper kill me then you have another thing coming.”

Damon smiled “I’m glad you came.”

“Me too,” she answered as she took in a deep breath to fill her lungs with fresh air “Now take her to the tomb Damon. It’s where she belongs.”

[induro-a]

hell has a new leader { sc } ; @haeretik​

It was time for Hell to get a new 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑. Cade needed to go bye bye as Katherine took her steps into the 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 role and made sure that she was still pulling the strings of the creator of Hell as he took his steps onto the Earth. She had to laugh at herself, of course even in death, Katherine Pierce was still the crazy 𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂 bitch that every criticised her for. But it still got her places, 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐃 to a Queenship before she even acted below Arcadius in court. Many came and went, crawling to be her right hand and others faded away into 𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐍, but one particular gentleman took the interest of the Petrova. 

“Did I or did I not hear right? You gutted the history teachers bride who was 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 his kids and that also put my 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘 in a magical coma that the Salvatore’s and the scooby gang put her in because they just couldn’t 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐄 to see their little Elena die?” There was a cackle in her words, fake pout and feigned grief at the misfortune of the Salvatore’s. “Tell me more.” 

[induro-a]

a hidden vampire stronger than ever { sc } ; @croatorn​

She could smell the 𝐀𝐆𝐄 on the blonde, she looked like a child, but Katherine knew that it wasn’t the case. The Petrova flipped her hair as she walked closer to her, keeping out of the shadows, not wanting 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 to know that she had survived all those years ago. Smirking she steps in front of her, arms crossed over her chest as she 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐒 the blonde in her tracks. “Well aren’t you 𝐍𝐄𝐖 in town,” a manic tone as she tilts her head to the side. “Got a name, blondie?”

[induro-a]

running for my life { sc } ; @xchaosandmagic​

500 years of running for it to end up like this. Backed up into a corner with her fangs bared and her body 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄. She hadn’t felt fear like this in centuries. Sure Katherine had always been 𝐑𝐔𝐍��𝐈𝐍𝐆 from Niklaus, but being caught was worse. Usually she would weasel her way out of it but she didn’t know how she could get 𝐎𝐔𝐓 of this anymore, he had broken the curse. Spilled Petrova blood and 𝐔𝐍𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 his werewolf side, becoming what everyone feared. The Original Hybrid, and he could do with his blood and fangs what he now wished. He could kill her, but Katherine didn’t let 𝐀𝐍𝐘 of this fear pick up her dead heart, or show on her face. She had that smirk that curled around her fangs clear, her eyes dark with blood and 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄. For her family, for the life she never had. “So, you 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 caught the elusive Katherine Pierce, what now? You kill me and move on with your life? What fun is that?”

[induro-a]

Send 💓 for a heated kiss. ( rebekah to katherine :// )

a little hot and heavy ; @galaxiqs

It wasn’t like Katherine was 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 a fan of Elijah, no, another Mikaelson had definitely caught her attention one time or 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑. And to be in a full heated argument, to the point where fangs were barred was a 𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐑 occurrence between the blonde and brunette. “You’re disposable, just a 𝐓𝐎𝐘 for me to enjoy.” Katherine sauntered closer, “but you’re also a Mikaelson,” her voice drops as she’s caught Rebekah between her body and the wall. A hand slams lightly against the wall as Katherine - 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐘 taller because of her heels - bends down. “And Mikaelson’s are not disposable, or replaceable,” and she pushes forward, their lips dancing in the heat of the moment. Katherine can’t help but let out a moan as she presses their bodies tight against one another. A soft 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐓 as she opens up Rebekah’s mouth with her tongue, the entrance desired and craved by the Petrova. “And I 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 you.”

[induro-a]

❛ You’re not weak. You’re a survivor. And that makes you one of the strongest people I know. ❜ // @ Katherine

better you die than i ; @jadedvampiress

The new little vampire was 𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐘 right about that, she was a survivor, and being 𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 to being around rippers, she had practice. So taking Jade under her wing was pretty easy, and something that she would do in the 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 of Mystic Falls. The elder vampire crosses her arms with a smirking smile, depending on how her eyes glimmered depended on 𝐇𝐎𝐖 she would come across. “I’m Katherine Pierce, I’m a 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐎𝐑. Learn from me and you’ll get that bloodlust under control.” 

[tolleraresubire]

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[induro-a]

time to let the howl out { semi -plotted } ; @quarterwitched​ 

Coming to New Orleans was something that she wasn’t entirely 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 however, Katherine knew that she needed to give Klaus a little taste of his own medicine. To be so 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 to something only to have it fall through and run away. She had 500 years of running up her sleeve, what was another hundred 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄? But ending up in front of another witch wasn’t 𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐋𝐘 in the blue prints. Rolling her eyes at the teen Katherine wanted to laugh at the other girls attitude. “Oh calm down kid, I’m not going to get your little French Quarter’s in a knot, just here for the hybrid.” 

[induro-a]

❝ you’re wasting your time. ❞ (katherine)

rough around the edges ; @fashionfangs

Katherine couldn’t help but 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇 at the blonde Salvatore. She had the same 𝐒𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐊 as her father that was for sure, and Katherine couldn’t help but cross her arms over her chest, puff it out and purse her lips. A 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 stance for the Pierce woman; and for someone who was being told what 𝐍𝐎𝐓 to do. “And you think you know what’s 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 to do with my time do you? Oh please darling, 𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐍 me.” 

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